My pain numbed and withdrew, though I could still feel it buzzing. But a new sensation began, one that I could not describe. I looked in the mirror. I could not reconigze who I was. A beautiful, pale face stared back at me, with bright red eyes. Carlisle told me that I was a vampire. I shook my head. Vampires dont exist, do they? I thought. He said that I was probley thirsty ( So that was the sensation ), and should hunt. I realised, with a shock, that he was right. I was a monster. He explained that there were other ways, and I could choose which way I wanted to go. He said that he hunted animals, they were his meals. I could choose to leave him and feed on humans insted, but they must not know that I was a vampire, unless I was going to kill them straight after. It was the same if I hunted animals.

I stayed with Carlisle, although it was hard at first to control my thrist. Every time I saw a human, I wanted their blood inside me. Eventully, I couldn't control it any longer, and went into the city one day. We had to leave later that day, Carlisle wasn't happy with me. We went our separate ways.

Later, I lived by myself, hunting across Asia and Europe. I couldn't stand being a monster, but there seemed to be no other way to survive. I thought, that maybe if I don't kill innocent humans, I might be less of am monster. How stupid I was.

My life continued in this pattern for years. Killing, feeding, and killing again. It lasted for ages before I got sick of it.

But one day, I went out to feed, and caught the eye of one of the most beautiful vampires I had ever seen. It wasn't love at first sight, but it was better than this mindless pattern of killing. Without thinking, I grabbed a human and killed him. I walked up to her slowly, ignoing his shreks of pain and terror and offered him to her. She took him, grasciosly. Suddenly out of the darkness....

"Hello, my name is Edward Cullen"